Welcome Intrusion

"Hey guys! Sorry it took a while, the tavern was super busy." Cordain burst in, breaking their trance. He was carrying a tray of drinks and food, his cheerful smile lighting up the room. "What did I miss?"

Pell cleared his throat and moved away from Illyana, trying to act normal. "Just talking about the battle earlier. We all had each other's back and I feel like we make a great team, right Illyana?."

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, we do."

She quickly composed herself but Cordain could tell she was putting on a poker face. It was so easy to read his girlfriend when she's embarrassed. "Hm? Did I interrupt something?" He asked, his tone teasing. He knew Illyana had a bit of a crush on Pell, and it amused him. He wasn't jealous, but it did make him curious about what happened while he was gone.

That could wait. He'd ask her later in private when she'd be able to tell him all the juicy details so he dismissed the thought and they began began cheers-ing and downing their beers.

The three continued discussing their battle strategy and joking around about who helped who.

"Hey Pell, I saved your ass, and you saved Illyana's but I don't think she saved yours yet. I think she needs to repay that debt somehow!" Cordain joked as the alcohol went straight to his head. Inhibitions lowered, he took the opportunity to nudge her along the direction he knew she wanted to go.

If the pale skinned ginger could blush any harder she'd turn into a tomato. She instantly understood what Cordain meant. With the swordfighter at the tournament it was life or death. With the blacksmith it was a reciprocal act in exchange for goods. But with Pell, this good looking, strong, and gentle soul, it was completely different. Illyana felt her heart strings pull at those thoughts.

But how could she say that about him when she had Cordain, her loving boyfriend? In a way her feelings for Pell was like those initial sparks she felt with him and that made her feel guilty.

"Don't you dare Illyana. I was doing my duty as a guard. You don't owe me anything. I'd protect a fly if I was asked to." Pell reassured her, not wanting to make her feel pressured.

"Are you comparing me to a fly Pell?" Illyana feigned anger, her own playfulness coming out in her intoxication.

"Oh no no! Not at all, I'm just saying I'd do anything to protect the citizens of our great country!" Pell defended himself, throwing his hands up in surrender.

They all laughed at Pell's seriousness and continued drinking. As the night went on, they became more and more relaxed and comfortable with each other. The drinks flowed and the conversation became more personal. Cordain noticed the way Illyana looked at Pell and the way Pell looked back. He could tell there was a spark between them and it excited him. He wanted to see where this would go.

"Pell, I was serious earlier. I think Illyana should thank you properly for saving her life." Cordain put his arm around her, pulling her close to him. "Right Illy?" He gave her a reassuring kiss before pushing her towards him in the cramped space. "Go ahead. Don't be shy."

Pell looked at Cordain, puzzled. "...I'm not sure where this is going. You know I'd never make a move on a lady who is already taken."

Cordain chuckled at the sincerity he had come to know from Pell. "We're not your typical couple, my man." He leaned back, a grin plastered on his face. "We're somewhat open to new experiences. I've enjoyed the way Illyana has been crushing on you and I can see you feel the same. You seem like a good guy so I'd like to share her with you. I'm sure it'll make Illy happy too. So what do you say?"

Pell was stunned. He never expected Cordain to be so... cool with it. He looked at Illyana who was blushing furiously but nodding in agreement. "Wow, I... I don't know what to say. I'm flattered, really. But are you sure?"

Cordain nodded, his hand on Illyana's back. "Absolutely. We've been wanting to explore this side of us and we're glad we met someone we both like and trust." He kissed Illyana's neck, making her giggle.

"What about you Illiana? Are you okay with this? Truly?" Pell looked at her with concern, making sure she was okay with everything.

"I... I am. I really like you, Pell. I think you're handsome and kind and I've been thinking about you since last night. If Cordain is okay with it, then I want to... Thank you properly."

She was breathing hard, her heart beating like crazy. She couldn't believe she was saying this out loud, but it felt right. She wanted to be with Pell, even if it was just for one night.

Pell swallowed hard, his mind racing. He had never been in a situation like this before. He liked Illyana, perhaps more than he'd admit but he didn't want to ruin his friendship with Cordain. But, if he was really okay with it... How could he resist the gorgeous redhead before him?

For the first time, the gregarious man was speechless. He looked from her to Cordain, searching for any sign of doubt or regret. But he only saw love and excitement in their eyes.

With a nod from her boyfriend, Illyana shuffled against Pell's sturdy frame with her back to him and her pale legs pointed toward Cordain. It gave him a full view of his lover, now wrapped in her temporary lover's arms.

Pell's large hands explored her body as she leaned back into him, his fingers tracing the outline of her curves through the thin fabric of her dress. He kissed her neck, making her gasp. All the while Cordain watched, his own arousal growing as he saw his girlfriend being pleasured by another man.

"Is this okay?" Pell whispered in her ear, his voice husky with desire.

"Yes... More than okay..." She turned her head to kiss him, their lips meeting in a soft, tender kiss. It was different from Cordain's, more rough and demanding but just as passionate. She moaned into his mouth, feeling his hand slide up to cup her breast.

"She likes it when you pinch her nipples." Cordain encouraged him, unbuttoning his own pants. He was fully hard now, his cock straining against his underwear as he watched the scene before him. "Start gentle then go rough. It'll drive her crazy."

Pell obliged, rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger. She broke the kiss to moan, her back arching as he pinched harder.

"God yes, just like that..." She gasped, her head falling back on his shoulder.

"Is he doing good? Tell him how he's making you feel baby." Cordain stroked himself slowly, enjoying the show.

"He... You're amazing..." She started talking to her boyfriend as was natural, but realized she should really be directing her words to Pell. "Your touch feels so good, Pell... I love it..."

Hearing his name on her lips drove Pell wild. He pinched her nipple even harder, making her cry out. His other hand slid down her stomach, under her dress, finding her wet and ready for him.

"You're not wearing any underwear..." Pell breathed into her ear as he ran a finger along her slick slit.

"I was ready to be naughty I guess... Hehe." Illyana giggled, her face flushed with embarrassment and excitement. She was acting like such a wanton slut and it turned her on immensely.

Pell adjusted his pants to slide in but Illyana stopped him. She wasn't quite ready to go all the way yet.

"Sorry, I just don't feel comfortable with it just yet. Maybe... Could we try something else?" She looked back at him with her big green eyes, her cheeks flushed with arousal.

"Of course. Whatever you want, beautiful." Pell kissed her cheek, his hand still stroking her folds. "How about I put my cock between your thighs? I promise I won't slide it in. Gentleman's honor. But I'll make it feel good for you too, okay?"

The thought of Pell's cock rubbing against her folds sent shivers down her spine. She imagined his large thick rod sliding against her, stimulating her clit while being denied the pleasure of being penetrated. "I... I'd like that very much Pell." She spread her legs, giving him more room to maneuver.

Cordain couldn't believe what was happening. For just a second he felt like he had become a forgotten spectator, but the sight in front of him as his new friend and his girlfriend positioned themselves for mutual pleasures.

But Illyana, always the caring one, made sure to include Cordain. As Illyana sat on Pell's lap and positioned his now naked cock between her crotch, she nudged him with her feet.

In an instant the distance from spectator to actor closed. Slowly Cordain looked up, taking every detail in. From his own erection, his eyes traced Illyana's dainty feet up her long, slender legs until he saw where Pell's large member protruded from between her thighs. The size of it meant it was surely touching Illyana's pussy in its entirety, eliciting soft moans from her as the large man below her stroked her gently.

As he continued his gaze upward, her dress went up with it, leaving her completely naked in this tent with her boyfriend and their new friend.

But the most erotic sight of all was her face. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes glazed over with lust, and her cheeks were flushed. With that erotic smile, she looked right back at him to let him know that she was both okay and extremely horny.

"Mmm..." She moaned as Pell began thrusting his cock between her thighs. The hot rod teased her clit gently, just enough to feel good but not enough to build up an orgasm.

"Fuck your thighs and pussy feel so good..." Pell moaned back. "...Uh, that is, if I may say so." He added, remembering their spectator.

"Haha don't worry about it Pell. Be as crude or vulgar as you want. We trust you." Cordain reassured him.

"Okay, I just didn't know. Fuck... You're so sexy Illyana. This is like a dream come true. I have a thing for long slender legs and yours are the most amazing ones I've ever seen." He traced the muscle running down the inside of her thigh, making her gasp.

"Ahn... Cordain... Come here... I want to kiss you too..." She held out her hand to him, beckoning him closer.

Cordain leapt into a passionate kiss with her, feeling each thrust Pell made radiate through her entirety. Illyana's mouth felt even sweeter than usual as she moaned into the kiss, her body writhing between the two men.

Breaking the kiss, Cordain checked in with Illyana again.

"What are you feeling right now baby?" He asked.

"It feels so good the way he's teasing my clit... I'm squeezing my thighs together so it feels better for him... I wanna make him feel good too... I want more but I don't know if I'm ready to go all the way yet..." She babbled, her mind a hazy mess of pleasure.

Cordain kissed her again. He understood what she meant. The denial was part of the fun, making her crave more while also appreciating the stimulation she was receiving.

"You're doing amazing baby. Just enjoy the pleasures... Let it come naturally. No pressure." He looked deep into her eyes. She looked back with love and gratitude.

"Thank you..." She whispered, before kissing him again. "I-Is this weird? He's not like those brutes before... He's our friend... And maybe he's strong but he has that tender side... Like you... Ahh..." Illyana started rambling but a wave of pleasure overcame her, interrupting her thoughts.

"Think of it as you and I exploring a different kind of intimacy. Not just with him but between you and me too." Cordain's reassurance helped ease her worries. This wasn't cheating, this was an extension of their love and trust.

"Okay... I'll try..." She nodded, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body.

Pell was getting close, his thrusts becoming more erratic and desperate. His large hands were all over her, groping her breasts, her hips, her ass. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum... May I...?"

Illyana looked back at him, her eyes full of desire. "Yes... Cum... Paint my thighs with your cum..."

That was all it took for Pell to explode. He buried his face in her neck, groaning as he released his load between her legs. The first spurt shot powerfully, painting her toes white before the next few painted her legs and thighs. It seemed never ending as he made a mess of her. Even Illyana and Cordain looked in surprise before bursting out in laughter at the absurdity of it all.

"Whoa... You really let it all out there didn't you?!" Cordain chuckled, watching the cum drip off his lover's legs.

"I'm sorry... I haven't been with a woman in months and you're just so damn sexy Illy... I couldn't hold back..." Pell's face was flushed with embarrassment, but he was smiling from ear to ear.

"It's okay! I liked it. You really did make me feel good." Illyana turned to give him a quick kiss before turning back to Cordain. "Now it's your turn." She reached for his cock, guiding it between her legs. "Finish me off... I want to cum for you..."

Cordain didn't need to be told twice. He dipped his cock in her wetness, coating it with her juices. In that moment of lust he forgot about the cum staining her legs and thrust into her.

With the erotic sight just before and the gentle stimulation of Pell's cock rubbing Illyana's pussy, both lovers were already on the edge.

With just a few thrusts they came together. Illyana screamed out as her pussy clamped down on him, her body trembling. Cordain pumped his seed into her, marking her as his once again.

They collapsed in a heap, catching their breaths as they came down from their highs. With everyone satisfied, Pell politely took his leave as the connected lovers fell asleep blissfully in each other's arms.